It all started with the Christmas tree. I put it together (our first fake tree), decided where it would reside, and decorated it all by myself.
Then I made fudge which I do almost every Christmas, but this Christmas I didn't make a practice batch.
Finally, I spoiled my Dad for his birthday by making him meringue. You might think big deal, she didn't make the actual pie. But I feel like this was the crowning glory of my experiment with domesticity, mostly because I made this meringue with my mom and both my grandmas looking over my shoulder. Talk about pressure! I made my Dad blow out a candle I put in the pie just so he'd appreciate my handiwork before it was sliced and served.
2 comments:
I always knew you were a woman.
Oh my, that is an amazing looking pie. I am impressed!
Not that I didn't believe you could cook. I've eaten your salsa :)
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